Forests of Crystal
Their colors and hue
Are the very same
A beautiful blue

The light never dies
Despite a soul's cries
Among the people created

Ruled by Pandemonium
Flawless from time
This planet consumes
Things that were mine

We were born there, it's true
But now we are enemies
Of that ill-fated blue

I thought I would lose
He thought he would win
But we were both very wrong
At the end

I lost hope
Yet had to keep going
His light turned red
The evil was growing

Finally he knew...

At last when he fell
All life he had shattered
By the two different edges
Of one of my daggers

The reason I lived
And the reason he died;
He was different
He lived a lie.